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19/12/2005 // 11:27 pm
some people should be embarrassed for themselves. getting drunk in the middle of the afternoon at a staff christmas party to the point where you're sitting in people's laps. hauling bottles of alcohol out of your desk when you're back at the office. making scenes. fucking embarrassing. know what you can handle. learn your limits. don't put me in a situation where i have to send you home. it's uncomfortable for me, because we're 'friends'... and something that i don't think i should have to deal with during my one week of authority. the level of alcohol consumed was rediculous. think drinking the christmas bonus you know you're not going to get drunk. beyond socially acceptable. honestly. disgusting.
k3ith just called to offer me a ride home from work... like, does he ever listen to me? no. complained about drunken staff. he agreed to drive me to the airport thursday morning. i haven't told him that i have to be there at five o'clock in the morning yet. muahahahahaa. evil laugh. he also whined about me not being here new year's eve. sad laugh.
norbert must need a bath now.
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17/12/2005 // 12:59 pm
"but anyways ya I feel like cuddling up with you, some eggnog, a blanket, and playing a big rpg"
how romantic
the never ending journey
17/12/2005 // 11:25 am
mike e-mailed me a few days ago. we've sent a few cordial e-mails back and forth. in the last one, he told me about a girl he's been seeing for the last few weeks, and then... he offers me advice on friends and relationships. like? who is he to do that? and be pretty dead on in his analysis? it doesn't seem right.
12 days of work are over. tonight there's an exclusive staff christmas party. then the official christmas lunch on monday. i hope k3ith isn't going. no need for that drama. i'm sure he isn't... but anyway.
the other day i had my digital camera at work and was taking pictures of everyone. i think it would be funny if we all had portraits of ourselves as our desktop backgrounds. anyway... k3ith took a picture of me and the noob in which i have a really twisted expression on my face i've ever seen me make. like, not evil, but actually contorted.. what was i doing? what was i plotting the instant this picture was taken? i know i was thinking that the reason he was taking a picture of us was stupid. i don't know how he knew i had my camera with me.
like... look:
p.s. that's not my monitor behind me... i would never plaster that many post it notes on anything. hideous.